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I, Your Moon

by Sephine Llo

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1.
You were the first one I missed, you were the first to admit, to kiss me softly, to sing me to sleep. You are a catalyst, you are the first to tarnish. Think of me sweetly, look on me softly, sing me to sleep. Your touch is tentative, yet not apologetic. You filled my senses, and I almost said it. Step to me swiftly with your delicate sympathies, direct your warm breath on me. Sing me to sleep. “You’ll never be alone in your head”. You said you’d never been so at home in your bed. Along the board and off the ship, the wind through your sails ripped, but you were the first I missed, you are a one I cherish.
2.
I’m a chameleon, and you are my favourite hue, and you extract my venom, to which you are immune. Glacier thawed, unfrozen with you. Take a chance before you die. Take a chance, in my bed you could lie. Take a chance, lay your hands on me. Take a chance and never cower, I could wear your lotus flower. Darling, we could be so happy. Do you remember when I shut my eyes? You were suspended and you lifted my disguise; a kiss so strong, you poured warm longing down on me, and we were weak. Where’s this ammunition to which you allude? Glacier thawed, unfrozen with you. I’m a chameleon, and you are my favourite hue, and you extract my venom, my enduring muse. Glacier thawed, unfrozen with you.
3.
Your hands look like comfort, your arms a scaffold, and I imagine me wrapped in your framework, foundations a decade old. The saddest sound is silence between us, the sweetest noise is your voice. The coldest crowd is one where you’re not there, the warmest void is your voice in consolation. You say I play with your heartbeat like a kitten with a ball of string. And when you make your long awaited confession, a thousand tangled buds burst open under my skin, flexed their petals, soaking it in, to hear your voice’s velvet ring, it chimes a trio to bask in, our missing words are now filled in, past false start, now we begin. The saddest sound is silence between us, (I need to hear your voice) the sweetest noise is your voice in consolation. The darkest hour is time spent in absence, (I need you near) the dearest distance is near your voice.
4.
I, Your Moon 05:16
I feel that familiar sting creeping in. I, your moon; you own a gravity, it’s pulling me in. Innocent touch is amplified on my skin. Against my will, it’s you I’m orbiting. There’s a damage in your glance, it makes me falter. You keep a caution in your stance, it keeps me growing colder. You were hovering in close proximity, and I made a study, though the contact was brief. I took a taste of that old faithful enemy; you, my poison, you, my only remedy. There’s a damage in your glance, it makes me falter. You keep a caution in your stance, it keeps me from being bolder. Simple smile with mouth and eyes, treasured time without disguise, I caught you under the lamplight. There’s no more joy left in this masquerade. There’s no refuge, no solace in this mistake. There’s a damage in your delay.
5.
Home 06:04
The fullest downfall of them all, he, the last one that I would call ‘home’. Hold me on the kitchen floor, that’s where I was truly yours. Hold me with your gentle claws, the last one that I would call ‘home’. The fullest downfall of them all, he, the last one that I would call ‘home’. And when then our mouths collide you take me by surprise, for I am the thorn that’s in your side. And when your temper’s tide makes sore the burden of your pride, I hear your lullabies, but you’ll be someone else’s prize. The fullest downfall of them all, he, the last one that I would call ‘home’. I don’t know which one of you you’ll be today, but I don’t mind. I don’t know what you will choose to do to show me that I’m yours this time. And if you intrude and hear the truth, I’ll be in the firing line. If I lose to you then will you not be mine? I don’t know which one of you you’ll be today, but I don’t mind. I don’t know what you will choose to do to show me that I’m yours this time. If I shy from your abuse then surely you’ll never be mine? If I choose to bruise for you then would you open fire? That’s when I was truly yours. Oh, and when our mouths collide you take me by surprise, when your temper’s tide makes sore the burden of your pride. Oh, and when our mouths collide you take me by surprise. Oh, and now I hear your lullabies. (Oh, for I am the thorn that’s in your side. Oh, I hear your lullabies and oh you take me by surprise and oh, for I’m the thorn that’s in your side.) The fullest downfall of them all, he, the last one that I would call ‘home’.
6.
Lover came unannounced, shaped my name with his mouth. “…because it was us”. Five long years absent, love “…because it was us”. Lover said “I have been carrying a weight”. Lover said “never think I am full of hate”. Lover, why cautiously shy from my embrace? Lover, stay. Five long years absent, love; you’re the one I’m thinking of. Five long years, gesture made; open door to you, my flame. You’re the one who shaped my name “…because it was us”. Lover came unannounced, shaped my name with his mouth.
7.
Time rich, inspiration poor. Passive self-sabotage. I implore you, I tell you I adore you. On a pillar you placed me, but you said it wasn’t safe to stay there with me: your footing, too unstable, your fear of falling renders you unable. You chose vertigo. You come to view me as the eye of the storm. You prove, make true what you and I did perform. We fall on the sword. Drove so fast. Slow down. We stall. We fall. On this pillar you left me lonely, you said it wasn’t fair to be holding onto me; and I join the torchbearer, she’s up here where you placed her when you chose vertigo. A pillar, cold and stony; you said you wouldn’t stay to keep me company. And there’s a pain in the soft way you say my name. You chose vertigo.
8.
Embossed 04:32
Your everything gave everything to you; nevermore blue, tethered and glued. But, when your everything takes everything from you, what do you do? When they’re so, so sure, then so, so, so confused, what do you do? You’ve stolen you from me. Trust won, trust lost. Love begun, a friend’s the cost. On my hands lays a frost. Upon my chest, you are embossed. You’ve stolen you from me. Loss. Upon my chest you are embossed. I carry this because the threads across the wound are frayed; an ache’s in bloom. An empty ribcage, where joy evacuated, purged of your warmth, sweetness abated, starving, devoid, bereft, un-sated; a splintered frame, bones are bare, naked of your embraces, a throne you’ve abdicated, laden with your back-paces. Loss. You’ve stolen you from me. When you return, I’ll be lost.
9.
Paper Thin 04:08
Little flame, your tongue is a blade, and it casts my body out. You’d cast my body out? Little flame, you’re too quick to blame. I saw a glistening from where your eyes were framed, and I was not the same, the game was too well played, and something in me changed when you cast my body out. (Throw away.) And there’s tears on this stone when I drift from home, and when I sing, you won’t feel a thing. Then you cast my body out. And when I sing, you won’t feel a thing. You didn’t have to raise your voice, the walls are paper thin, didn’t have to curse to make your words more genuine. You didn’t have to even speak to put the dagger in.
10.
Barren Heart 03:03
No doubt the wedding bells will chime. No doubt you two will make a life. A barren heart you leave behind, it’s mine. A brief reunion, chaste and blind; She wore my colours and intruded your smile. A stranded soul you leave behind, it’s mine. I’ll leave no trace of me behind, a rented temporary with another’s eyes. No substitute, no compromise, not mine.
11.
The Remains 03:21
This is the remains. (Every song is the remains of love.) She loved him, but not in a way it was him she loved; she loved not to be alone, resigned to love a little rather than not at all, not like the loves of her youth, or the one she is drawn to. But your nuances differ from any she’s seen, so maybe she’ll learn to be keen. But you act like you own the monopoly on sadness, so she says to herself “well, he don’t love me”. Every song is the remains of love. This is the remains. This, the remains. (Sigh, the remains of a cry). He loved her, but not on the day of the exchange of kindest thoughts and smoothest rope for a bearable choke. I see your face fall, I watch the cogs turn, hear the echoes in your head. I am one and all, and we become small as you learn about our broken bed. And in your sigh is the remains of a cry; (Lorca said) This is the remains. Got your thoughts in a red bag, got your noose in my mouth; (Lorca said) kindest thoughts and smoothest rope. I see your face fall.

about

After releasing her debut Flame EP, Sephine began work on her debut album I, Your Moon. However, the release of the long-player was sadly delayed when Sephine’s husband and musical collaborator Robert Lloyd-Wilson (of Autumn Chorus) was diagnosed with cancer. After a two-year battle, and only a few weeks after discovering they were expecting their first child, he tragically passed away.

Now I, Your Moon is set to be finally released on 27 October on CD/Vinyl/Cassette/Digital. The album is written, recorded, produced and mixed by Sephine Llo, but pays homage to Robert Lloyd-Wilson, who contributed backing vocals and some co-production.

“The album now represents a bridge over the journey from when we found each other through our music, to the turbulent feelings that now shape my days.”

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released October 27, 2017

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